"Sure enough, it's a very qualified villain!" John Nader, who was hiding in the shadows, let out a sneer in his heart.

If at this time, it is him who is facing this kind of scene, or his ontology Lin Xi, or any clone, the choice will be very obvious.

Or just go straight to it.

Or think of some way, make a mistake, and then take the opportunity to sneak attack.

But Tom was caught in the soft underbelly, and he chose to compromise.

This is the core of the tragedy of his life.

A person's character determines his choices, and his choices determine his fate.

Sharp claws, placed in his heart, Tom looked at Sir Hawke very fiercely.

"I give you what you want, but the Seven Gods testify that if you don't keep your word, you will be spurned by everything, and you will die a sad death under the entanglement of sickness and hardship. Tom said his curse.

Even he didn't realize that his curse had actually taken effect.

It was the witch's magic, unleashing on him.

"Tom · Don't do that... Wei Ya tried hard to make a noise to stop Tom.

But her throat was crushed by the wolf, and she couldn't say anything more.

The claws were aimed at his chest, and the hard scale armor was not able to resist much under Tom's sharp claws.

Firmly tearing his chest, hot blood spilling down.

In the fury and roar of the beast, blood flowed.

A beating heart was pulled out of Tom's chest.

When you look closely, this heart is transparent, as if carved from a piece of red crystal.

Looking at this heart, every beast present subconsciously swallowed their saliva, and they all wanted to take it for themselves. The beasts, who had a certain sympathy for Tom, were also going crazy at the moment.

They looked at Tom with intent on their faces, and they all seemed to want to attack, tearing Tom apart like real beasts, and snatching the heart from his hand.

And Tom was not even dead, but took his last breath and looked at Sir Hawke very firmly.

"Hahaha! Stupid Tom! Poor Tom! Ridiculous Tom! I have to say, you really are a lover. I promise you that I won't kill your little lover. But I'll give her as a gift to some powerful dragonman. ”

"After all, she's also a rare beauty! She's still connected to you, I think... Adults with some special hobbies will be willing to listen to your story and her story before brutally destroying her. Sir Hawke said with a rampant laugh.

It has to be said that the despicable Sir Hawke still has some grasp of human nature.

Defiling purity and beauty, or usurping the beautiful love that belongs to others, has always been the greed and evil taste of human nature.

For those in power, when beauty in the ordinary sense is no longer rare.

They will become accustomed to pursuing some higher pleasures.

Perhaps, some rich second generations are keen on guns other people's girlfriends, which also stems from this?

Tom's eyes were filled with crazy blood, and his body, which had lost its strength, suddenly erupted with even more terrifying power.

It was a witch's spell, running wildly inside him.

In a way that destroys his body, mobilizes his full potential.

When the heart that lodged with him left his body and did not enter its true destination, the witch's remaining hand would be activated.

The mad Tom turned into a shadow and walked through the palace.

All pity and mercy, all weakness and forgiveness, all responsibility and guilt, all turned into nothingness in this moment.

A beast that has completely lost its soul, unleashing the ferocity he has suppressed and accumulated.

Horror is coming!

All the beasts, including the two drakes, were no match for him at the moment.

There is not even one that can build a properly powerful resistance.

Everything will be in vain.

Broken corpses, mutilated limbs, shattered beasts, dripping blood, sprinkled all over the dilapidated and ancient castle.

When Tom stopped, the blood in his body had almost dissipated into steam.

His body turned pale in color.

He was like burnt wood, a fragile gray in the embers of firelight.

A slight touch of force may make his last wreckage... Ashes.

Covered in blood, Wei Ya, who crawled out from under the corpse of the giant wolf, still had a panic on her face that had not dissipated.

She looked around in surprise, her legs trembling.

But in the end, he walked through all kinds of rotten flesh and blood stumps, half-walked and half-crawled, stumbled to Tom, who was already gray, and hugged his huge head.

I want to make an effort to call his name.

Looking at Tom's weaker and weaker breath, Wei Ya kept muttering words in her mouth.

His eyes had begun to fade and he had lost his aura.

"Do you want to save him?" a gloomy voice sounded.

John Nader crawled out of the corner.

Wei Ya raised her head and saw the familiar snake face.

"Save... Save··· Hiccup·· Help!" Wei Ya tried hard to speak clearly, and spoke with her tongue straight repeatedly, but the mixture of excessive excitement, worry, fear, and imminent collapse made her lose her ability to speak for a while.

She opened her mouth wide in panic and made some incomprehensible sounds, tears sliding down her otherwise smooth face like broken threads.

"If you want to save him, it depends on whether you have the courage to sacrifice for him. ”

"He doesn't have a heart now, he needs a heart. With that, John Nader threw a dagger at Via's feet.

Wei Ya trembled and struggled to grasp the handle of the dagger with trembling fingers.

Her whole body was trembling slightly, and she was constantly breathing deeply in the act of fear and life instinct to stop her thoughts.

It's like trying to live the future, in this second, all of them are enough.

"Don't be nervous, it's fast, just aim at the right place and stab down... It's not that hard. "John Nader seems to be guiding Via.

even used a relatively warm voice to soothe her scattered emotions.

All this... It's still too difficult for a really ordinary girl.

Of course, if a little girl like Wei Ya who has never seen blood comes by herself, she may not be able to find the location of the quasi-heart.

So Wei Ya only needs to make up her mind and believe that everything comes from her own sacrifice and dedication.

In fact, it was John Nader who was behind the scenes.

In this way, with the help of John Nader, Wei Ya trembled and plunged the dagger into her chest.

The sharp dagger easily opened a big gap in her heart.

Wei Ya's heart spontaneously jumped into Tom's chest.

And Wei Ya, who was about to exhale her last breath, was killed by John Nader with a potion.

John Nader's snake body shattered.

It was restored to its original humanoid form.

And what he held in the palm of his hand was the heart that Tom had lost after he fell into madness.

The heart of this witch possesses an extremely powerful demonic nature.

Shadows, plants, curses, and other big and small rules are all in it.

Huge and pure special energy, under the constraints of these rules, flows gently.

This heart resembles a special godhead.

If you get it, you can be a god.

Of course, it's different from Godhead.

The transformation of the Godhead comes from the soul.

The Godhead is both a coordinate, a stabilizer and an umbrella.

Introduce the weak soul into the ocean of rules, and after the transformation and baptism of the rules, change it into a mythical rule soul.

The disadvantage is that it is constrained and limited by the world.

Once he leaves the world that transforms him, he will fall into personhood and quickly weaken.

And the witch's heart, it's closer to a bloodline transformation.

All power is attributed to the repressed and bound blood of the heart.

Anyone who inherits this heart can be called a witch's child.

From this point of view, the witch seems to have anticipated other outcomes as well.

When the witch's heart fell into Wei Ya's chest, it spontaneously connected with the blood vessels around her body, and it rose and fell powerfully.

The breath that belonged to the witch also merged into Wei Ya's body.

A large number of rose vines spread in, wrapping the bodies of the two, firmly locking them, and sealing them in the sea of flowers.

A terrible aura that spreads from the ground.

A giant demonized rose, seemingly crawling out of the depths of the earth, occupies the entire green pine collar, and temporarily takes over everything.

In a corner of the castle, Sir Hawke, who managed to escape with his rich talent for playing dead, buried his head and claws, dug a hole, and escaped from the place that terrified him.

He couldn't understand what was going on.

But he has lost all calculations, and at the moment he just wants to escape far away.

It's horrible!

It's terrible!

It's just that he didn't die at the moment, maybe it wasn't a lucky thing for him.

Through the sea of rose vines and flowers, John Nader's eyes shone brightly.

Suddenly, the space wrinkled.

Under the summoning and traction of the clone, the main body Lin Xi had already heard the news.

At this moment, Lin Xi is no longer salted fish.

"It's about to appear. Lin Xi said thoughtlessly.

There was a trace of doubt in John Nader's eyes, he didn't know the whole truth, he was just doing what Lin Xi told him.

Suddenly, the vines of the roses began to twist wildly.

At the same time, in the area of the green pine collar, some elements wandering are also strange and chaotic.

In Lin Xi's ears, a strange ticking, ticking sound sounded.

Lin Xi took out the pocket watch that had been replaced by nearly half of it from under the nose of the Crazy City Lord. Maybe the Crazy City Lord has already discovered that something is wrong, but he is helpless.

At this time, Lin Xi was not even afraid to meet the Crazy City Lord face to face.

A large amount of soul power burned and poured into the pocket watch.

At the expense of the mythical mutilated soul, even a pocket watch with only half the effect was forcibly urged.

Under the effect of the pocket watch, time and space are chaotic and distort fate.

Lin Xi quickly switched places between himself and Tom.

completely replaced Tom, all the cause and effect relationships in the original time and space.

Tom, who was replaced, was quickly wrapped in the flying rose vines, pulled deep into the ground, and turned into flower fertilizer and nourishment.

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